QUOTE : Jav’s face was numb. Fingertips ice cold. His shirt stuck to his back with sweat and every square inch o“f skin prickled and tingled. He could feel his heart breaking down, dropping off piece by piece into the rolling boil of his stomach. Every splash sending up clouds of toxic steam, choking his throat. He was sure the next words out would be inside a scream. Instead he heard a strong, calm voice—a seasoned captain taking over the helm.<br />“I’m with you,” Jav said. “Fucking take their ship down. I’m here. Right until the end, I won’t leave.”<br /><br />Excerpt From: Suanne Laqueur. “An Exaltation of Larks.” iBooks.